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Mark, my best friend, Gifted me cheap fine wine For my 20th birthday But didn’t think to bring a cork screw So like any other underage college kid We banged the bottle Against desks Against bed frames Against arm chairs Pop! Success laid in stabbing the stopper With an unassuming pen But pressure had built up And purple still stains my ceiling Our accident Pollock painting Our unintentional Michelangelo memory But created with unrivaled passion – A combination of desperation and anticipation A testament to the trials of truest friendship.
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I miss him, even if we were idiotic together.

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